Love poems
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Love Nursed By Solitude. By W. I. Thomson, Edinburgh
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
AY, surely it is here that Love should come,
And find, (if he may find on earth), a home;
Here cast off all the sorrow and the shame
That cling like shadows to his very name.
Yvonne of Brittany
© Ernest Christopher Dowson
In your mother's apple-orchard,
Just a year ago, last spring:
Custer: Book Third
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Were every red man slaughtered in a day,
Still would that sacrifice but poorly pay
For one insulted woman captive's woes.
Love-Tokens
© John Newton
Afflictions do not come alone,
A voice attends the rod;
By both he to his saints is known,
A Father and a God!
Song. The Smile
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
LET others love the pearly tear,
The blushing cheek adorning;
And say, 'tis like the dew-drop clear,
That gems the rose of morning.
For a Tripod Erected by Damoteles to Bacchus
© Theocritus
The precentor Damoteles, Bacchus, exalts
Your tripod, and, sweetest of deities, you.
He was champion of men, if his boyhood had faults;
And he ever loved honour and seemliness too.
Vigil
© Robert Laurence Binyon
In the hollow of pale night upon the moor
The silence blows a perfume: O but hark!
A sound is in the bosom of the dark,
Breathed like a secret from the glimmering shore;
Requiem
© Edith Nesbit
NOW veiled in the inviolable past
Love lies asleep, who never more will wake;
Nor would you wake him, even for my sake
Who for your sake pray he sleep sound at last.
Lament Of Mary Queen Of Scots
© William Wordsworth
SMILE of the Moon!--for I so name
That silent greeting from above;
Love and War
© Ovid
Lovers all are soldiers, and Cupid has his campaigns:
I tell you, Atticus, lovers all are soldiers.
Fair Annie
© Andrew Lang
"It's narrow, narrow, make your bed,
And learn to lie your lane:
For I'm ga'n oer the sea, Fair Annie,
A braw bride to bring hame.
Wi her I will get gowd and gear;
Wi you I neer got nane.
Koya San
© Robert Laurence Binyon
High on the mountain, shrouded in vast trees,
The stillness had the chastity of frost.
I trod the fallen pallors of the moon.
The path was paven stone: I was not lost,
But followed whither it should lead me soon
Into the mountains midmost secrecies.
Somebody Spoke A Cheering Word
© Edgar Albert Guest
SOMEBODY spoke a cheering word,
Somebody praised his labor,
The Daughter Of The Year
© Ellis Parker Butler
Dearest, let the love I bring
Turn thy Winter into Spring.
What are Summer, Spring and Fall,
If thy Winter chills them all?
Upon The Hills Of Georgia
© Alexander Pushkin
Dark falls upon the hills of Georgia,
I hear Aragva's roar.
All White
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
All white, all light, all beautiful she stands,
Love in her eyes, a glory round her brows,
Blanched as the lilies chaste in her chaste hands.
Even so God's saints in their celestial house.
Elijah
© Henry Kendall
INTO that good old Hebrews soul sublime
The spirit of the wilderness had passed;
Sweet are His ways who rules above
© Jean Ingelow
Sweet are His ways who rules above,
He gives from wrath a sheltering place;
But covert none is found from grace,
Man shall not hide himself from love.
Lament For The Death Of Eoghan Ruadh ONeill
© Thomas Osborne Davis
DID they dare, did they dare, to slay Eoghan Ruadh ONeill?
Yes, they slew with poison him they feared to meet with steel.
A Thing Of Beauty
© John Keats
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
